A communist Mole is in the very top level of British Security! Not even the Philby affair was half so serious. There is near panic in the Cabinet. And the shame of it is that part-time don and veteran M16 agent, Michael Wyman, discovered the shocking truth just as he was about to be sacked, pension-less, from the Firm. With the threat of the biggest security scandal yet, Wyman is sent abroad one last time to discover what he can. His only contact is Plato -a highly placed East German who will tell all - at a price. The price is two million pounds and the Prime Minister is devastated. What is going to happen to the policy of drastic cuts in public spending... ? ' It does for the corridors of British Security what Anthony Jay and Jonathan Lynn did for the Whitehall mob in Yes Minister. The humour has the same piquant irreverence' THE OXFORD TIMES 'Spy-fi has unearthed a splendid new recruit in Mr Cook' THEOBSERVER
I'm so glad to have discovered this writer, and will continue to look for more books by him. This novel isn't really a spy or Cold War novel. It is a social commentary, a satire about government organizations and maybe even a political book. It is written with the most fabulous subtle and understated wit, but is not at all light. It deals with difficult subjects such as unemployment, governments' betrayal of the Middle Class and the loss of a pension after years of belief in values such as loyalty to an employer, which almost always somehow turns out to be one-sided, and in the importance of high work ethic. It does have a suspenseful plot, although the ending was quite clear to me almost from the beginning, and the characters are expertly-defined. I particularly enjoyed the scene where the protagonist, Whyman, has a wonderfully candid conversation with his mature son, which has been living off him for years. All in all, a very satisfying and entertaining read, but will also give you lots of food for thought.
Neat and clever. I figured out the main idea early on (it's really pretty obvious) but some of the details were nicely worked. Unfortunately, Cook uses the names of philosophers, philosophers of science, or logicians for pretty much ALL his characters. It got to be tedious and then truly grating. It almost felt disrespectul and mocking of his readers. Still, the author is clearly an intelligent and cultured man, and his descriptions of food and wine seem to derive from actual experience, and not research as happens with the vast sea of middle- and low-brow thriller merchants.
Michael Wyman is sacked by the secret service he worked for 30+ years. He has an unemployed son, a baby on the way, his term at the university as don as expired. He hatches an ingenious plot to outwit MI6, CIA, KGB & get himself a million $$ in the process. A humorous take on the Brits & the intelligence services. Well written tongue in cheek spy thriller.
What amused me most about this wry little espionage story is that its title, epigraph, and the main character's name are borrowed from Quine's essay "On What There Is." Michael Wyman is both a don specializing in modal logic and an agent of MI6. Having some interest in modal logic myself, I found this an entertaining (if fanciful) premise. It's a quick read, and philosophers will find a few other insiders' references along the way.
I read this book at the very moment that it was published, that is, before the flood caused after the collapse of Berlin Wall. The publication was timely. As is stated in the story, theme was the ordinary life of the after-life or of its equivalent after-shock of Ph.D. degree mis-encounter with the "theme". It was for him the modal logic "expeled" by Quine. As a fiction, Bulgakov's vision on the "Western Front" was vivid.
I read this years and years ago, really liked it and then forgot the author and title. So I was delighted to stumble across it in my bookshelves and read it again, even though I remembered the plot quite well. It pleased me all over again in its wry, irreverent tone. Not your ordinary spy novel.